Donoghue was really upset, but gave a cold grin and retorted, “You don’t have to explain. The entire Raksasa Tribe knows about it. You both wanted to be Alaric’s women, but he died young.”
Debra interrupted him immediately and said angrily, “Amastan killed him! Amastan killed his brother to take away his power and position. That was the greatest sin, and the world will not allow it. Donoghue, let us go if you still have some conscience, and fight against the Raksasa Tribe with the Nine Continents.”
After she spoke, Shentel nodded and said, “That’s right. Donoghue, I believe you’re not truly bad. You became who you are now because of various circumstances. You–”
However, before she could finish speaking, Donoghue interrupted her.
Donoghue’s eyes were cruel and cold. “Shut up! From today onwards, you shall be my slaves. You will do whatever I ask you to do. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being cruel.”
He checked out Debra and Shentel as an evil grin appeared on his face. His stare made Debra feel uncomfortable and she wanted to struggle but her hands, and legs were tied up. She could not move at all.
“Donoghue, don’t forget, I am your Senior Sister,” Debra could not help but say.
‘This despicable person has been eyeing me. How can I defend my purity when I’m now in his hands?!’ she thought.
Debra still did not know that she was worried too much. Donoghue had been castrated and it would be possible for him to rape her.
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